Why, oh why, has it not changed since I was in school?
The hideous electric blue background?
The weird posing?
The forced smiles?
But why do I feel like if I don't buy them, than I am missing out on some great, important childhood milestone?
Tell me that I am not the only one.
Thankfully, I am not in that "Mom, I need 276 wallet pictures to pass out to my friends" stage. I'm still in the "I am going to buy the smallest package possible to keep the grandparents happy" stage.
To make matters worse, picture day is always on PE day. Which means there is some crazy hair going on.
Can anyone say "I'm so thankful for re-takes?"
This year I decided to mess with tradition and sit them down for a thirty second school picture day sesh.
I am pretty sure that I already like these better than the "I'm a photographer that just got here in a time machine from 1986" pictures that I'll get in a few weeks.
We will see.
These are not the teachers real names.
Although that would be amazing.
There is a dentist in my office named Dr. Rad.
Sadly, he is not my dentist. If he was, maybe my extravaganza would be more, well, rad.
I also love Rage Against the Minivan's take on picture day for her kids.
While you are there I dare you to read this. Dare you.